The war may have interrupted his training, and magic may have never been his forte in the first place, but he still knows a few things. Such as the spell that let him track down the castle in the first place, and how to disrupt the enchantments that are keeping him from just jamming the iron spike into the door and wrenching it open. He takes a stick of charcoal from his pocket, scrawling runes onto the door. The handwriting on the runes is fucking atrocious, but good handwriting isn't what powers magic.
He intends to die here. He's come halfway across the fucking world to die here. Even drunk, there's enough seething rage coiled up inside him to break whatever spells protect the place. Dracula's enchantments have always proven fragile when faced with any spell that uses Belmont blood as a component, after all.
He just needs to cut his finger to complete the spell. ]
Answer for the massacre of my fucking family, Dracula, or every enchantment protecting this place goes, the world sees it for what it is, and I kick in your fucking door anyway.
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The war may have interrupted his training, and magic may have never been his forte in the first place, but he still knows a few things. Such as the spell that let him track down the castle in the first place, and how to disrupt the enchantments that are keeping him from just jamming the iron spike into the door and wrenching it open. He takes a stick of charcoal from his pocket, scrawling runes onto the door. The handwriting on the runes is fucking atrocious, but good handwriting isn't what powers magic.
He intends to die here. He's come halfway across the fucking world to die here. Even drunk, there's enough seething rage coiled up inside him to break whatever spells protect the place. Dracula's enchantments have always proven fragile when faced with any spell that uses Belmont blood as a component, after all.
He just needs to cut his finger to complete the spell. ]
Answer for the massacre of my fucking family, Dracula, or every enchantment protecting this place goes, the world sees it for what it is, and I kick in your fucking door anyway.